Archive for January 2012
Happy birthday, Minnie Driver. I’m surprised that you haven’t packed your bags and moved to Canada since you won your Genie Award. I’ve got a spare room. I’ll wait for your call . . .
Happy birthday, Wilmer Valderrama. Ah, the good old days, when Lindsay Lohan was a fresh-faced ingenue and you had a job . . .
Happy birthday, Mary Katrantzou. I wouldn’t be telling the truth if I told you that you’re the greatest thing to come out of Greece since the end of antiquity, because that honor goes to Nana Mouskouri. Still, think you’re swell!
CPO Jacket: CPO stands for Chief Petty Officer, which is a rank in the United States Navy. A CPO jacket is a Navy inspired vintage jacket that was popular back in the 1960s and 1970s. Since then it has re-emerged on the market as a trendy type of coat (from eHow Style).
Regionally, the CPO jacket was also known by other names. In the Canadian province of Alberta, for example, the CPO jacket was called a “freak jacket” or a “head jacket,” after the terms “drug freak” and “pot head.” The jackets were worn mostly by small-time drug dealers along with moose-knuckle-tight jeans and AC/DC concert T-shirts in order to identify the wearer as a seller of marijuana or hashish.
Recently, the CPO jacket has undergone a stylish resurgence, worn by celebrities including Justin Bieber.
Happy birthday, Sarah McLachlan. According to your bio on Wikipedia, you also play the banjo. So why are we still waiting for a new collection of banjo classics? It’s time to give your fans what they want!
Happy birthday, Bridget Fonda. I know that you haven’t made a film in years, but do you think that I might be able to coax you out of retirement if I named you the official celebrity spokesperson for Wear a Gown to Work Day 2012? Think about it . . .
Check out the latest cover for “Vogue Mexico.” That’s the gorgeous Constance Jablonski in a dress from the Emanuel Ungaro S/S 2012 collection. I really liked this scarlet and turquoise section of the show. Even though Giles Deacon had parted ways with the label only weeks before this dress hit the runway, I could see his influence on the collection. And during this particular section, I felt as if the heritage of Ungaro was being mined in a manner that showed some promise for the future.
With the recent departure of even more executives, however, I suppose that the label is doomed. I don’t know how one dress on the cover of an international version of “Vogue” could possibly turn around the fortunes of one of the most-mismanaged labels in fashion, but I kind of wish it would. I also wish that Ungaro would make me their creative director because they couldn’t do worse, could they? It’s not like I’m Lindsay Lohan or the creative team from Halston . . .